Defeat

Whenever I hear your voice it reminds me of defeat, speak no longer sad one, bow down before my feet, listen to the story, of the time I told you so, think of the memories we had long ago, swords and weapons didn't win the war, it was my words that I had spoke to the lord, explaining your lies, you said I was foolish, but now I will rise, I was never unaccepted, but my words were unexpected, you can still feel the pain, now you bow before me sad one, and sit under the rain